“Aubrey, I’m sorry. I know this looks crazy, but I can’t stop thinking about you. About our kiss.”
“So, you show up at my door at this late hour in the middle of a blizzard?”
“Yes.” Nash stepped closer. “Because I couldn’t wait to do this again.”
His hands were on my waist again, his strong arms tugging me closer, pressing my body to his. Cold and wetness seeped from his jacket, his hands, his face like ice, yet it didn’t bother me, the heat from him, from us, enough to keep any cold out.
And then his lips were on mine, and all rational thought flew out the window.
His kisses stole the words from my mouth, the breath from my lungs, and left me in debt to him, wanting him, needing him,beggingfor him.
For such a tough exterior, he was nothing but tender and careful with his touches, his fingers leaving behind a burn only he could ease, a need only he could fulfill.
My fingers fumbled with the buttons of my sweater, slowly undoing each one painstakingly slow, until the wool fell down my bare shoulders.
Nash groaned when his eyes landed on my creamy skin, my lacy pj tank top leaving little to the imagination.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Aubs. I want to worship you every moment of every day.”
CHAPTER FIVE
Nash
Aubrey looked up at me,so much love and kindness reflected in those brown beauties of hers, and they searched mine, seeking answers, desperate to put her worries at ease. “You promise?”
“I promise. I don’t know how I know, but you’re it for me. I’ve never felt about a woman the way I do about you. And I’m afraid if I let you go, I might never feel that way again.” My lips fell to her bare shoulder, my tongue peeking out in desperate need of one small taste of her. Anything to put me out of my damn misery.
She left and I couldn’t stop thinking about her.
I showered.
I jerked off.
I jerked off again.
Yet nothing helped.
I needed her with a passion I’d never felt before. It was about damn time I gave in.
“I feel the same way. But I’m scared, Nash. I’ve been hurt before and?—”
“I won’t hurt you. Ever. I barely know you and yet I can’t picture my life without you. The future I thought of before meeting you? Gone. I can’t evenrememberit. All I can see is us. The two of us. Against the world. With all of our Christmas decorations.”
Aubrey cracked a smile. I stripped off my hat and jacket, tossing them on the floor along with my boots. Then I lifted her over my shoulder, slapped her ass, and carried her upstairs.
Tossing her onto the bed, she stood up right away, her hands reaching for me. Our mouths found each other in the darkness, our hands tugging at clothing, various articles flying around the room. Beneath her pajamas, she wore nothing, and I growled like a damn animal when I discovered only bare skin, my hands gripping onto her ass and squeezing.
“You are so fucking perfect, Aubrey. So fucking perfect.” I said as my hands caressed her cheeks, rubbing and loving on the skin. My mouth moved downwards, off her mouth, over her jaw, and to her neck, before stopping just below her ear and nipping the skin lightly.
Goosebumps broke out across her bare skin as her hands tore at my remaining clothing, my jeans and boxers sliding down my legs, freeing my hard cock that screamed for attention.
Dragging my mouth down her chest and stopping at her gorgeous breasts I had yet to taste or touch, I admired her for a moment, taking in her beauty. Removing my hands from her ass, I cupped her breasts in my large hands, palming the soft flesh and running my rough thumbs over her pert nipples. Her head fell back as she thrust more of her breasts into my hands. My mouth followed my hands, and I sucked hard on one nipple while toying with the other.
Her hands fell to my hair, and she tugged at the strands as I moved lower, licking her belly button and past her bikini line, falling to my knees in front of her.
“See me here, on my knees, before you?”
Aubrey looked down at me, her lips parted and swollen, her chest moving rapidly, her eyes dark slits. “Yes.” She whispered.
